Yo! This is Sk8 here, and I'd like to say that even though this is my first fic, this is not my first experience with FanFiction. And like we all know if any of us owned the things we write about, this would be OwnerFiction, not FanFiction. BTW this is pre TLH.
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Hi, I'm Sofia Castillo, daughter of Chaos. First, I want to describe myself to you before I describe my little predicament to you. I am Latina, and I have insanely curly brown shoulder length hair (it looks like a perm, but its natural), and sapphire blue eyes. I don't have freckles, and I'm fairly tan compared to others here at camp. I'm petite and about five feet tall, oh, one more thing, I don't really think I'm all that pretty, but mis amigos argue with that oración. And right now I am having a totally heated make-out session with my best amigo, Nico diAngelo, son of Hades, with "Hot" by Avril Lavigne playing in the background. How, you may ask, did I end up in this particular predicament? Well, it all started a few días ago really...
I had woken up a little after eight on Wednesday, and I looked around my empty cabin, so sad being an only child of a goddess... I took a shower, and pulled on the outfit I had chosen for that day. I was wearing some shorts, cherry red Chuck Taylors, and a camp tee, my usual... Before walking out into camp I whipped on my signature black "Peace, Love, and Boys" toboggan and slid my iPodinto my pocket. I was walking around looking for Nico, considering we were best friends(he's my secret crush too), and that we had more in common than any other non-sibling demigods. Of course, I found him and his lazy ass in his cabin asleep. This was the last place I had looked, so I was pretty annoyed at the cabrón by then no matter how much I'm crushing on him.
"Yo! Lazy! Get up!" I yelled, jumping onto his bed. He sprung up immediately, his obsidian sheets pooling around his waist, showing off his bare chest. 'Don't stare, don't blush, don't stare!' I thought to myself.
"Hey girl, wazzup?" he asked, followed by a yawn. His chocolate eyes were still clouded with sleep.
"You, now!" I huffed.
"It's not my fault you little mess! Now get out while I get dressed!" he exclaimed, obviously cranky from being woken up. I walked out of his cabin and heard some shuffling, and a few moments later Nico walked out decked in his usual black camp shirt, dark wash skinnies, and black Chucks.
"Hey brah!" I greeted, going in for our secret hand shake. He nodded and returned the shake.
"Sup babe?" he asked, trying to get me to blush, the Stolls had tried it while I was in the Hermes cabin unclaimed before the war.
"Not much, just looking for your siento butt!" I exclaimed ruffling his hair, though he was a good half-foot taller than me now. He was used to my Spanglish. I was just so used to Spanish with my sister that I couldn't help it.
"I was sleeping, calling up undead warriors to help with a war kinda drains your energy, ya know?" he muttered trying to fix his hair.
"Yeah, I know it tires you out. I just wanted to hang out with you being an official claimed camper amigo," I told him.
"Yeah! Daughter of Chaos! I always knew you were a mess!" he smirked.
"Yeah, but you know you love me anyway chico," I told him. An unreadable expression crossed his face, but it was gone so quickly I couldn't even be sure I actually saw it.
"Eh, you may be right," he admitted, smirking.
"I'm going to wipe that tonto smirk off your face if you're not careful boy!" I exclaimed, his smirk getting to me already.
"Try," he ordered, but the twinkle in his eye told me that he had some tricks up his sleeve. Either way, I still wiped it off his face. I was probably the only person who knew that he was ticklish. So, being me, I obviously went for his stomach, and started to tickle him. The smirk dissappeared, and he busted out laughing.
"I told you I'd get you!" I giggled along with him.
"Oh, I haha am haha so sorry I doubted you haha," he said through dying laughs.
"So, where do you want to hang out?" I asked him, knowing he would say the arena anyway.
"How about... the arena?" he asked. I nodded, we usually hung out there there because it was empty this early in the morning. We started walking in silence soon Nico started our daily game of "Three Questions"(Ooh! get the reference, and you win a cookie!)this is how we learn about eachother.
"Morning person or night person?" he asked, keeping his eyes ahead.
"Night," I said without hesitation. He was usually really careful with his questions. Everyone was really careful around me, before I was claimed, if I started freaking out things would start breaking, flying, and spinning around. I had learned to control my emotions better, unless someone did something that confused me, or pissed me off, everything was fine.
"Cool, me too," He said smirking his stupid smirk again. How often Nico smirks cannot be healthy.
"Hmmm... top five favorite songs?" I asked, using my first turn.
"Oh, that's a hard one. Umm... Animal- The Neon Trees, Riot- Three Days Grace, Baby Got Back- Sir-Mix-a-Lot, Dazzey Duks- Duice, and hmm... Numb- LinkinPark," he said after thinking for a bit. I stopped, and my eyes bugged out of my head! Three of those five songs were on my top five too!
"Three of those are on my top five list too!" I exclaimed. He looked at me disbelievingly.
"Which three? Oh, and that doesn't count as one of my questions in the game," he asked as we started walking again. I blushed.
"Oh, um... Animal, Baby Got Back, and Dazzey Duks," I muttered, my cheeks still aflame.
"Well, I think one line in Dazzey Duks describes you," he told me with an amused gleam in his eye. I was silent, letting him know he could go on.
"'Baby got back, or junk in the trunk, she got a six pack, or a hell of a rump'!" he exclaimed laughing and quoting the song as we walked into the silent arena.
"How so?" I yelped agitated.
"36, 24,36," he told me smirking. My eyes widened.
"I am not! You couldn't know that even if I was!" I accused, wondering if he could. He smiled, 'Uh oh, what have I done?' I thought.
"I don't, but let's find out, shall we?" he suggested, pulling a mesuringtape out of his pocket. I backed up, only to find a wall behind me.
"C'mon, please?" he begged, actually wanting to know for some reason. He gave me a pout, and the biggest "Kicked Puppy" eyes ever. 'Don't give in, don't give it doesn't matter how gorgeous he is! Don't give in,' I chanted in my head.
"Fine," I muttered, giving in. I held my arms up, and Nico wrapped the measure around my bra line, I had to bite my lip to supressa chuckle. I already knew I was a 36C.
"36 there," he said giving a smirk.
"Next," I muttered, annoyed. He got on his knees, and went to my hips, apparently saving the waist measurment for last. My breath hitched, for only a second, when he wrapped the tape around my hips. He didn't seem to hear it.
"Hmmm... another 36 here," he smiled, a mischevious glint in his eyes.
"What?" I asked him.
"Why don't you show me if you can move you're hips?" he suggested, but the tone implied an order. I rolled my eyes, and he smirked. I dipped my hip low on the left, and brought it up and did the same on the right. He nodded, as if he approved or something. Noticing this, I decided to play with it.
"Like what you see bad boy?" I asked him, tilting his face to look at me, a smirk playing on my lips, nothing wrong with shamelessly flirting with your best friend right?
"Of course, you wouldn't be my best friend if I didn't like you!" he exclaimed killing my flirty comment. On the inside, I pouted, but on the outside, I cracked a smile.
"Next," I told him. He stayed on his knees, and wrapped the tape around my waist. His face broke out into a giant grin.
"24?" I asked, now fearing the answer. He nodded, and I groaned in frustration.
"What?" he asked, confused.
"Well, I'm built like an Amazon! I have the "perfect measurment" and I'm not even pretty!" I exclaimed.
"What do you mean? You look fine to me," he explained.
"You're my best friend! You're supposed to dice me that! It's a requirement of all best friends!" I yelled at him.
"So back to "Three Questions", have you ever done something really embarassing in front of the guy you like?" he asked me, going back to the game. I just nodded.
"So, what's you're favorite dance?" I asked him.
"Hmmm... the one where I'm dancing with the girl to "When I Dip, You Dip, We Dip"," he confessed.
"Uh! Hay cochino! Pervert! I swear you are such a teenage boy sometimes!" I accused.
"Well, the last time I checked, I was a teenage boy," he chuckled. I crinkled my nose.
"Ok, have you ever wanted to go clubbing?" he asked.
"Actually, it's "Ladies Night" at a local teen club, and I was wondering if you wanted to go with me," I admitted, not telling the full truth though.
"Sure if we can get permission from Chiron!" he exclaimed obviously elated. I smiled widely, and nodded.
"Who's your celebrity crush?" I asked.
"Hmm... that's hard, can I have more than one?" he asked, trying to decide.
"Sure, you can have three," I told him.
"OK, Selena Gomez, Avril Lavigne, and that chick from Evanescence," he told me.
"Haha, Ok," I laughed.
"So, how about you're three?" he asked.
"That's no fair! I have four!" I yelled at him.
"Fine, your four," he gave.
"Josh Hutcherson, Justin Bieber, Logan Lerman, and Taylor Lautner!" I squealed.
"Oh. My. Gods. It's the Apocalypse!" he screamed.
"Why?" I asked, confused by the statement.
"My best friend has Bieber Fever!" he said, as if it made him sick.
"Well, the game is up, so, what do you want to do now?" I asked him.
"Wanna duel?" he asked. I was about to answer when some of the Aphrodite girls walked in in their designer clothes. Jenna, Aly, and Sasha to be exact. Sasha in a sparkly pink dress, and stilettos, Jenna in a camp tee, miniskirt, and heeled sneakers, Aly, the "tomboy" of the group wore a camp tee, short shorts, and heeled ankle boots. They all hate me because I'm Nico's best friend. They were like his fan club, and Sasha just had to have him. Nico hated her! He just wanted her to leave him alone.
"Look what the cat dragged in!" Sasha greeted me in her high nasaly voice.
"Look what the wind blew in!" I greeted her sarcastically happy.
"Nico, what are you doing hanging out with the likes of that?" she asked, pointing a pink painted fingernail at me.
"Yeah," her sisters echoed, disgusted.
"Because the likes of that(insert my shocked face here), is my girlfriend!" he shouted, defending me and obviously not realizing what he said. Sasha looked absolutely furious. She marched her designer butt over to the spot right in front of me, and slapped me, with her hand clawed. Chiron had always told me "Don't lose your temper. Count down from ten," but right then, I was so pissed that my mind went blank. Things in the arena started jiggling on the walls. A horrible screech came from my lips. All the weapons came off the walls, and started spinning around the perimiter of the arena. The girls shrieked, and all of the weapons pointed at them, deminishing their cries to wimpers. Then Nico came up to me, and told them to run, that they may get hurt. He enveloped me in his arms.
"Hey, Sof, calm down girl. Calm Sofia, calm down babe," he muttered into my ear. I wasn't in control of my body, I broke down, and started sobbing, that made the weapon tornado come closer around us. Nico held me close to him, and his breathing eventually calmed mine, and once I got a grip, everything fell to the ground.
"Sorry," I apologyzed, drowning in his chocolate irises.
"Are you ok?" he asked me, sincere. I nodded, and I hugged him.
"Let's go to dinner," he offered.
"Wait, didn't you say something about me being you're novia?" I asked.
"Oh, yeah, sorry about dragging you into this. Could you, you know pretend to be my girlfriend for now?" he asked, really wanting Sasha off his case.
"Of course! Step one, walk into the dining pavilion holding hands. We normally walk in together, but if we actually have physical contact it will change the way people see us," I told him my true feelings somewhat seeping out. He smiled and nodded. We were just about to come into sight of the pavilion, so Nico decided to put his arm around me. This time I'm sure he heard my breath hitch.
"You ok Sof?" he asked, using my nickname.
"Yeah, amigo, I'm fine," I muttered as we walked into the pavilion. Everyone stopped, and stared, so, I looked at Nico in a way I only could when he was facing away. He looked down at me, and kissed my forehead. The entire camp, excluding Sasha, applauded. I looked down and blushed, and Nico took this as a cue to hold my hand instead of have his arm on my shoulders. Nico walked me to my table, and went to sit at his, right beside mine, on the seat closest to me. I got the hint, and scooted to the closest seat to him as well. We got our lunches from the Nymphs, and I happened to be vegetarian. So I got three slices of pineapple pizza. Just pineapple. I thanked her, and got up to give my offering. I picked the biggest slice to drop into the brazier.
"Chaos," I muttered, silently, I asked if she could help me with my relationship with Nico. The smell of lumber emitted from the flame. I went to sit back down to start on my meal. Passing the Aphrodite table I caught wiff of a discussion involving me.
"... and she totally broke out into one of her emotional piffs!" Sasha was squealing in her stupid annoying voice. I gritted my teeth, and made my way to my table. Apparently, Nico had an idea.
"Why don't we switch plates and feed each-other our lunch?" he asked, as if it was a brilliant idea.
"I don't think so," I told him, resisting the urge to shake my head.
"Oh, ok," he said, starting in on his fette-chini Alfredo. He was left handed, so we held hands during lunch. I just nodded, and started on my pineapple pizza. I decided to eat quickly, I could feel everyone's eyes on me.
"Well, I'm done. I'll go ask Chironfor permission to leave camp," I told Nico standing up. He nodded, and I kissed him on the cheek. He probably has no idea how long I've wanted to do that...
"Making it believable?" he whispered. I nodded, and started walking off. I made my way to the front table, and got Chironaway from the pinochle game.
"Hi, Chiron!" I exclaimed softly.
"What is it child?" he asked me, obviously having heard about my "piff" in the arena.
"Oh, nothing. I just wanted to know if Nico and I could have permission to leave camp later tonight?" I asked him.
"Well, I don't know... You and Nico seem to be ehem... "together" now, I don't want anything inappropriate happening," he explained.
"Oh, so I guess our little act is going well then!" I said happily.
"Pardon?" Chiron asked.
"We're just doing this to get Sasha off his back. What are amigos for?" I told him, cursing myself at letting malice into my voice on the question.
"Ah... young demigod love," he muttered, mostly to himself. I felt the heat of my cheeks rise.
"Well, can we go or not?" I asked, now very uncomfortable.
"Yes, you and Nico have permission to leave camp tonight," he concluded.
"Yay! Thank you soooo much Chiron!" I declared, wrapping my arms around his neck.
"You're quite welcome child," he muttered, peeling me off. I walked over to a now full Nico, and wrapped him in an excited hug.
"We have permission!" I squealed.
"Nice, well, let's go get ready, we'll be leaving soon enough," Nico said.
"Yeah, I have the perfecto outfit!" I told him as we started walking to the cabins.
"Ok, you're outfit first. Then mine," he muttered, starting for my cabin.
"Ok," I said, wanting his reaction to my "perfecto outfit". We walked into my cabin, and Nico sat on my bunk while I dug through my closet for the outfit I had picked long ago. I found it, and walked to the bathroom. I pulled off my outfit from the day, and pulled on my new one, including new shoes, and slipped a red lipstain, and some cash into my pocket. I walked out of the bathroom, and Nico's jaw hit the floor.
"Close your mouth amigo you'll catch flies," I told him, loving his reaction. I was now wearing no toboggan, an Ed Hardy necklace, some fingerless gloves with brass knuckles, a cherry red corset that would match my Chucks perfectly and showed my navel, dark wash apple bottom shorts that only covered about a third of my thigh, and four inch black peek toe wedge heels.
"You look, um... skin, wow, isn't that a bit, um... revealing?" he asked, taking in my outfit.
"What, just arms and legs, not much..." I muttered.
"So you're decided on this?" he asked me,shocked.
"Si of course! Now it's your turn chico!" I told him, leading him to his cabin.
"What do you have planned for me?" he asked.
"Well, a button up camisa, some nice medium wash jeans, and some DCs instead of Chucks, some nice cologne, and mess up your hair," I told him my plan.
"Oh, well, that's not too bad," he admitted. So I started digging in his closet, and found a grey button up short sleeved shirt, and some medium wash jeans.
"Perfect," I muttered, throwing them at him. I kept digging in his junk pile of a closet until I found shoes. I found a pair of red DCs to match my corset, and threw them behind me.
"If you're looking for cologne, it's in my bathroom, I have three in there," he told me. I walked to the bathroom, not daring to look behind me, just in case. When I got in there I looked in the mirror, and put on my red lip stain on, then I opened the medicine cabinet, and saw the three colognes. There was the Hollister fragrance, Men's Tommy Boy, and Usher. I grabbed the Usher one, and started back into the cabin.
"Are you decent brah?" I asked him.
"Yeah, I'm buttoning the shirt," he called back. So I knew I could go in. I walked in, and almost went into convulsions. 'Oh good gods he looked good...' Why did he have to be my best friend? Why couldn't the fates have this relationship in my favor? I mean seriously, I'm head over heels in love with my best friend, and he has no idea.' I thought sadly.
"Here, use this one," I told him, shoving the Usher cologne at him.
"K, hey, did you put lipstick on?" he said, squirting a bit of the cologne on himself.
"Um, lipstain actuallly," I muttered, mussing up his hair.
"Hey, not so messed up Sof!" he exclaimed.
"Let's go!" I told him.
"Sof, It's five 'o clock! When does this club open?" he asked. Honestly it was a good question, but, I had something else that I wanted to do planned.
"Umm... six-thirty," I told him.
"Then why do we have to go so early?" he asked.
"I kind of had something else planned. I needed a friend to come with me, and well, you're my best friend, so I thought you would support me," I told him.
"What exactly did you have planned?" he asked me.
"You'll see. Shadow travel or walking?" I asked him, trying to change the subject.
"Shadow traveling, now where to?" he asked.
"209 Avenue A, New York City, New York," I told him as we started running for the shadows of the forest that were about twenty feet away. We jumped, and I was freezing, my lack of coverage had me shivering. But as quickly as it had started, it was over and we were standing in front of Inkstop Tattoo.
"A tattoo parlor?" Nico asked.
"Yes," I said nodding.
"You're getting a tattoo!" he screamed at me. I flinced, but nodded anyway.
"Of what?" he asked incredulously.
"None of your business!" I told him, my confidence returning.
"Fine. Where?" he pushed.
"Wouldn't you like to know!" I accused him. I turned away, and started walking for the door. My older sister worked here. We look exactly alike except for some minor differences. She has back length wavy hair, her ears pierced three times on each ear, her tongue and bellybutton pierced, she's taller(cuz she's older), and she has a tattoo of my name on her left wrist. I walked in the door and her eyes lit up. She started over to hug me, and I ran to meet her. She became my legal gaurdian last year when she turned eighteen, and we were taken from foster care. We had a little apartment on the upper east side, not far from here actually. She's nineteen today, I'm coming to be her best customer on her birthday!
"Sofia! I've missed you these past months!" she said wrapping me in her warm embrace.
"I've missed you too Marisol! Feliz cumple-anos hermana!" I told her returning her hug.
"Muchos gracias hermanita! Where you off to?" she asked me.
"Oh, Pacha Teen. It's ladies night, why don't you come with? Alec's working tonight," I asked, knowing I had enough money to pay for Nico, and ladies were free today.
"Sure deal. Plus it explains you're lack of clothes!" she said noting my outfit. My cheeks colored, and Nico laughed.
"Who is this?" she asked annunciating every word. She had noticed Nico.
"Oh, no one, this is one of my friends from camp," I said.
"Well, aren't you going to introduce me hermanita?" she asked me.
"Right. Marisol this is my best amigo Nico di Angelo, Nico this is my hermana Marisol Castillo," I said introducing them.
"So, you guys are friends from camp?" she asked. I nodded.
"So, who's you're godly parent?" she asked Nico. He jumped so high I think he may have had a heart attack!
"You know?" he asked her causiously.
"Honey, I'm a daughter of Nyx. Of course I know! Sofia, did you get claimed?" she said, addressing both of us.
"Oh, ok," he muttered.
"Yeah, I was claimed last night. Daughter of Chaos," I announced.
"So, what can I do ya for?" she asked me purposely messing up the word order.
"A tatt, and some piercings for me. I'll let Nico think about it while I'm getting inked," I answered her.
"Ok, follow me Sof," she said, leading me to the back room.
"K," I said tagging along with her.
"So, what do you want?" she asked once the door closed.
"The one you have on you're hip. The chained and locked heart with "El quien tiene la llave puedo abrir mi corazon" written around it?" I requested.
"Sure thing!" she said. I laid down on the little table thing, and she pulled down her waistline so that the tattoo was visible.
"Magenta, purple, grey and black right?" she asked making sure.
"Yep," I said.
"So, do you love him?" she asked, filling the needle with ink.
"I don't know, I think so," I admitted, shying away from the needle.
"You scared?" she asked, noticing my moving away.
"A little," I admitted. She nodded like she understood.
"So, who was his godly parent? I don't think I caught his answer," she asked.
"Hades," I said, biting my lip.
"Ooooh no wonder he's so dark and mysterious!" she exclaimed playfully.
"Stop it! That does not help the fact that I'm utterly and entirely head over heels for him!" I yelled at her.
"So, how does that work?" she asked, refilling the needle with different ink.
"Well, I love him, but we're just friends," I said, looking down to see her start shading the dollar coin size heart on my left hip.
"He'll see sooner or later!" she said, mostly to herself.
"See what?" I asked, as she started to draw the chains, and padlock in grey.
"Nothing," she said, grabbing the black. I stayed quiet as she did the words, keyhole, and finishing touches in black. She finished, and it was amazing! The details were so precise!
"It's perfect Marisol!" I exclaimed.
"Thanks Sof. So, keep it clean with cocoa butter, and avoid soaking for at least two weeks," she said, spreading a little cocoa butter on it.
"Ok, I will," I told her. We walked out the door, and into the main room.
"So, what did you want pierced?" she asked me.
"Umm... ears and bellybutton," I said, self consious, knowing Nico was right behind us.
"How about you hell boy?" she asked, addressing him.
"Lip," he muttered.
"Ok, so you guys look at the rings and find the ones you like, then come back here," she said gesturing to the gallery of body jewelry. I looked, and I found some silver eight tipped star of Chaos studs, diamond studs, and a silver and red star of Chaos bananabar. I picked them all up, and headed back to the spot where Marisol was waiting. Nico had found a simple lip ring with a skull on it. Hades, Chiron was gonna kill us when we got back.
"I'm ready," I said handing her the jewelry I had chosen.
"Nice, respecting you're godly parent," she muttered. I nodded, and she started digging for the hollow needle. She found it. They didn't use piercing guns, they were dangerous, and Marisol was a pro.
"Yeah, you ready?" I joked with Nico.
"Me? I'm not getting near as many holes as you are!" he said shoving me playfully.
"Ready?" Marisol asked.
"Yeah," I told her.
"So, Chaos studs where?"
"Lobe," I told her closing my eyes tight. She pushed the needle into my ear lobe, and I flinched. Then she slid it throug, and did my other ear. It hurt, but it wasn't that bad, it was like a pinch, then it was over. She put the studs into my ears.
"Ok, those are done, what you do to take care of them is rotate them every four hours, and don't take the studs out until you come home, they may not be fully healed, and you don't want to lose the earrings," she explained.
"Thanks Marisol," I said.
"So, diamond studs where?" she asked.
"Cartilage," I muttered keeping my eyes shut. She once again pushed the needle into my ear, this one hurt worse, and I clutched the countertop behind me. Things on the wall started jiggling. I felt a pair of arms on me.
"Calm, Sofia, calm down babe, calm Sof," Nico was muttering in my ear. Then he shifted to where he was chanting in the other ear, as Marisol pierced the cartilage on my left ear.
"I'm fine, I'm fine" I muttered, opening my eyes to find Nico very close to me. He let go, and Marisol put the earrings into my ear.
"So, to take care of them just do the same, and don't take them out!" Marisol warned.
"You're almost done Sof," Nico said, almost anxious tor his turn.
"So, this is going to hurt worse than the other two, Nico, give her your hand please?" she said.
"Sure," Nico said, taking my hand in his. Marisol got the needle in place, and pushed it into my skin, I may have squeezed Nico's hand too tight. That one hurt a lot! But soon it was done, and she placed the bananabar into the piercing and screwed on the top.
"Ok, to take care of this one, don't take the ring out, soak it in this saline solution for about a month, and avoid touching it for any reason at all, and only leave soap on it for thirty seconds, got it?" she explained.
"Yeah, I won't touch it," I said.
"Now it's your turn Nico. Where do you want it?" she asked him, holding his skull lip ring.
"Here," he muttered, pointing to a spot on his upper lip, on the right.
"Ok, this is gonna hurt a bit," she warned him, placing the needle.
"I know," he said, nodding. I gave him my hand as Marisol pushed the needle into his lip, he squeezed my hand hard and quick, then his hold loosened.
"Ok, to take care of this you clean it out with saline solution, and don't take the ring out for about three weeks, rinse your mouth after eating, and rotate it every four hours," she explained, placing the ring into the piercing.
"Ok," he muttered.
"That'll be $217 even for everything," she said. I pulled $220 out of my pocket, and handed it to her.
"Would you like change sis?" she asked. I shook my head.
"Hey, Erik! I'm goin'! My shift is over!" she exclaimed to her coworker, and she walked out the door with us after putting the cash into the register.
"K! See you tomorrow M!" he called back to her.
"We're going to Pacha Teen right?" she asked looking at her watch.
"Yeah, why?" I asked her.
"Well, I have to get dressed! I can't go clubbing looking like this!" she said, gesturing to her uniform. She was wearing mom jeans, and her "Inkstop" tee, and absolutely no jewelry.
"Oh, so we're going home?" I asked.
"No, I'm gonna change in the middle of the street! Yes we're going home!" she exclaimed looking at me weirdly.
"Cool," I muttered, slowing my pace so I was in time with Nico.
"Hey," he said, looking over at me slightly.
"Hey, I like the lip ring man," I said.
"Thanks, I've been wanting one for a while," he said.
"That's cool, are you mad at me?" I asked, meaning the tattoo... I didn't know how he would react, so, I didn't want to tell him.
"Do you mean about the tattoo, or about the keeping the tattoo a secret from me?" he asked, needing specifics.
"Both, I guess," I explained.
"Then, yes, I'm pissed at you. I wish you knew you could trust me with that," he muttered, just loud enough for me to hear.
"I I didn't know how you'd react," I muttered, windows around us starting to crack, and shake. My hands started shaking, I started trembling as I walked.
"Calm the Hades down Sofia!" Nico snapped. I flinched, and both mirrors, and the headlights on the nearest three cars shattered. Nico seemed to realize that he was the reason I was freaking out. He now looked really guilty, but he still looked stubborn enough not to apologize. We reached the apartment complex, and the doorman screamed when he saw us.
"Hi Steve," Marisol said. Then we walked to the elevator, and Marisol pressed the seven button. We rode in silence until the 'ding' announced that we had reached our floor. We walked to our apartment, and Marisol opened the door.
"I'm gonna get ready, don't bug me!" she announced, walking to her room. She was going to get all dolled up for Alec, her boyfriend and the DJ at Pacha Teen. I silently walked to my room, Nico followed, and sat on my bed. I had one of those weird skull chairs, with the doors that you could close yourself into. I sat in the chair, and closed the doors, locked them together, and just waited. I don't know what I was waiting for, but, I just sat there. My room is painted cherry red and sky blue, with black and white designs on the walls that made it look like lace, all the furniture on the red side is black and red too, and games, videos, dvds, cds, and books littered the floor. I knew where everything was. In the blue side of the room all the furniture was all white and blue, and it was spotless, there was a clear line into where Andy's room ended, and mine began. Andy was my best friend, she was with a foster family right now, but she usually stayed with us, instead of at the orphanage. My skull chair was black, and I had put red rhinestone eyes on it. Andy had a White and blue polka dotted jelly bean chair. The inside of my chair, was tricked out, I usually sat in the chair, I didn't have a TV in my room, but there was a video screen installed in the skull, there was surround sound, and lights that dimmed too. The chair was my personal getaway, that seated up to two people. My bed was red, with black covers, and my desk was black, my red laptop sitting atop, Andy's was blue with white covers, and her desk was white, her blue laptop sitting there all alone, the room wasn't much, heck the house wasn't much! It was a small apartment, it had two bedrooms, one and a half bathrooms, a living room and a kitchen.
"I'm sorry for snapping at you earlier," Nico said, obviously standing right outside the chair.
"I'm sorry I reacted the way I did, but you of all people know that my emotions are dangerous. Gods! I sound like Raven from Teen Titans," I said to him, holding my hand up to the area where I knew he was.
"C'mon, let me in, you know you want to," he said trying to open the locked doors. I unlocked them, and pushed them open. He came inside the chair with me, moved me onto his lap, and wrapped his arms around me. I don't know when it started, maybe three years ago? Nico would just hold me, until I calmed down. The trick always worked. I don't know why. But now Nico was holding me, and he closed one of the doors, I reached and closed the other one.
"So, do you like my piercings?" I asked him.
"They're pretty sexy if you ask me babe," he whispered down my neck. His breath sent tingles down my spine.
"They are, now are they?" I asked him.
"Totally! If you weren't my best friend, I would totally go for you!" he said. I looked up at him, all of my questions probably evident in my sapphire eyes. Why did he yell? Why was he mad? Was he freaking bipolar? When would he stop toying with my heart?
"I I just I want to be trusted. I was upset that you couldn't trust me, that hit a nerve. I'm sorry," he said, answering most of the questions in my eyes. I know he saw the last one, he was just scared to answer, because he wasn't sure.
"When will you stop toying with my heart, di Angelo?" I asked, unable to take it. I needed an answer, I've been asking myself this question for years! I never get an answer, but I intend one.
"What?" Nico asked, apparently choking on air.
"I can't take it anymore. You play with my heart, but it's just a game, it doesn't mean anything to you. If you don't like me, please stop leading me on, so I can just get freaking over you! I need to know. Preferably now," I told him.
"You're into me?" he asked, like he had no idea.
"No, I'm into Zac Efron!" I said sarcastically. Then Nico di Angelo kissed me. The doors of the chair flew open, there were things flying everywhere! I was so confused! I had just asked him to stop toying with my heart, then he kisses me? When he pulled away to breathe, considering I was frozen, he looked at me, confused.
"I ask you to STOP toying with my heart, then you freaking KISS me?" I scream at him, thanking every god I can think of that my room is soundproof. Everything that was flying around stops, and just drops, as I walk away from him. I went numb. He was never going to stop.
"It's not just a game! I just didn't want to risk our friendship!" he countered.
"Then you do care?" I asked barely a whisper.
"Of course I do!" he exclaimed, wrapping his arms around me. Then, I woke up, I was still in the skull chair, with Nico holding me...
"How long have I been asleep?" I asked him.
"Umm... since I started holding you. I think you were having a pretty good dream, you were smiling, and holding onto me. I almost put you on your bed, but I don't know how to unlock this thing..." he trailed off. I had just dreamed the kiss. Ok, everything was fine.
"Sorry I passed out on you," I muttered. I unlocked the chair, and unwrapped Nico's arms from around my middle.
"It's ok, you must have been really tired. Now will you tell me about you're ink spot?" he asked, still curious.
"Yeah, sure, whatever. It's a chained heart with "El quien tiene la llave puedo abrir mi corazón" written around it," I said getting out of the chair and walking to my bathroom.
"Where is it?" he asked following.
"Wouldn't you like to know," I muttered, not in the mood for a fight.
"If you don't tell, I may just have to find it," he whispered suggestively.
"Stop," I said coldly, unable to take this.
"Stop what?" he asked.
"Stop toying with my emotions," I said, barely a whisper, but I knew he heard me. His eyes widened.
"You do the same thing to me!" he accused.
"No, I try to get my feelings out, you look at me strangely, then I back away. I just don't want to get hurt, or risk our friendship. Plus there are two major problems to factor in," I explained.
"What problems?" he asked.
"Your dad, my mom," I said, knowing that Chaos didn't have a happy past with Hades.
"Oh," he muttered, like he had never realized, and he probably hadn't.
"I've been hurt too many times to even dare trust myself in a relationship other than friendship," I muttered.
"Like when?" he asked, arrogantly.
"Like when I was raped, and beat to nearly a pulp by one of the stupid cabrones in the orphanage! Like when foster parents say they love you and then take you back to the orphanage! Like when we're together in my dreams, and I wake up to find it was only just a wish!" I yelled.
"Which one of those bastards raped you?" he mutterd under his breath, his chocolate eyes turning black as tar.
"His name was Alexander he died last year, a big gang fight, he was shot," I told him. Nico looked up at me, and his eyes were black and cold, I had no idea what he was thinking. Then, he actually kissed me, my first kiss was my best friend and crush, his lip ring pressed into my lip, I had the strangest urge to play with it. It wasn't a quick kiss, he put so much force into it that it scared me. I started kissing him back and the glass that was beside the sink with water in it busted, an we were sprayed with the water. Too soon Nico pulled away.
"I should piss you off more often," I whispered, trying to catch my breath.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that," he muttered.
"Right. Just play with my heart for your personal enjoyment, and don't wonder how I feel about it at all," I said quietly.
"Oh come on?" he whined.
"Just leave me be right now Nico, I need to think," I reminded him.
"Right," he sighed. I started brushing my puffball of hair, and it actually looked presentable when Marisol walked into my room. She was now wearing a earrings in each of her piercings, her chunky siver necklace, and some bangles, a black thigh length dress, and sparkly silver heels, and her anklet/sword of her right ankle.
"Hey, you ready to go?" she asked us.
"Yeah! Let's go!" I exclaimed dragging Nico out of the bathroom. We walked out of the apartment, waited for Marisol to lock the door, went to the elevator, and walked out of the complex after saying "Hi" to a screaming Steve. We walked to the curb, hailed a taxi, and rode in silence as the cabbie pulled up to our destination.
"That'll be ten bucks," the cabbie announced, I pulled a ten out of my pocket, and handed it to him before getting out of the cab. I got out and walked up to the door like I owned the place. Technically I did, because I've been a regular ever since they hired Alec, he was like a big brother to me! He's awesome, he's Latino just like me, and Marisol, plus he's a child of Eros, and he and Mari have been dating for three and a half years now! Just between us, last week he told me he was going to propose to Marisol, he showed me the ring, it's gorgeous! It's a diamond with two peridots (her birthstone) on either side they were pillow cuts, and had amazing shine. I couldn't wait to see her face when he got down on one knee! I walked in and Alec was at the counter.
"YO! Marisol! Sofia! Kid I don't know! Wazzup?" Alec greeted, as we stepped up to the pay counter.
"Not much man! We came to let loose!" I announced.
"All right, all right. Two ladies, and one! That's gonna be six bucks!" Alec said. I handed him the money, and he put the dark blue wristbands on us.
"Thanks Alec!" I said as we walked into the club.
"I'm gonna go up to the DJ booth with Alec, k?" Marisol told us.
"K, I'll be on the floor, with Nico following me around like a lost puppy," I told her, glancing at Nico to see his reaction.
"Hey! I'm no puppy!" he exclaimed.
"Haha, sure! I'm out!" Marisol laughed, climbing up to the DJ booth.
"Ok, ok! Hey everyone! Little miss Sofia "Shawty" Castillo has walked through the door!" Alec announced over the loudspeaker.
"Oooooh!" the crowd chorused, starting to get off the dance floor.
"Yeah! You know what that means! Clear the floor and get ready for "Low" by Flo Rida! You go "Shawty"!" Alec said. The crowd applauded, and cleared the dance floor. Nico looked at me weirdly.
"What?" I asked him.
"You're like famous here!" he accused.
"Yeah, well, here's my song! See you in a sec!" I announced.
Mmmmmmmm
I walked onto the dance floor
Let me talk to 'em
I raised my hands in a "make some noise" motion. The crowd exploded.
Let me talk to 'em
I walked around the floor, seemingly aimlessly.
(Let it rain)
Mmmmmmmm
Let me talk to 'em
I made a "follow me motion"
C'mon!
Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
I twisted my hips, showing off my apple bottom shorts.
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
I pointed down towards my feet.
The whole club was looking at her
I waved my hands above my head, gesturing to the crowd, then pointed at myself.
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
I put my arms down
Next thing you know
I made a "stop everything" motion.
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
I went down slowly, shaking my hips along the way. Once I got to the ground, I snapped back up.
Them baggy sweatpants
I spred my legs, and stomped.
And the Rebok's with the straps (with the straps)
I pointed down to my feet.
She turned atound and gave that big booty a smack (Hey!)
I spun around with my arms in the air, and well, gave my butt a smack.
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
I put my arms in the air.
Next thing you know
Then, made a "stop everything" motion
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
I went down, up, down, up, down, snapped up.
Hey, I ain't never seen nothing that'll make me go
The music transported me to a different world. It was a world where thirteen year old girls could dance like Shakira and Beyonce combined. I was off in my own little world, my morals, problems, and inhabitions melted away. I was untamable! I was the star of the show for once! I was chaotic!
This crazy all night spending my doe
I rubbed my fingers together, indicating money.
Had the million dollar vibe and a body ready to go
I did a body roll as slowly as I could, rubbing my hands along my sides as I did.
Them birthday cakes they stole the show
So sexual,
I did another body roll.
She was flexible,
I did the splits, and a backbend.
Professional
Drinking X&O
Hold up wait a minute, do I see what I think I whoa
I came up from my splits slowly, then nodded.
Did I think I seen shawty get low
I went down
Ain't the same when it's up that close
Make it rain, I'm making it snow
Work the pole, I gotta bank role
There were poles on the rim of the floor. I sauntered over to one, and slid down.
I'ma say I prefer her no clothes
I'm into that I love women exposed
I brought the waistline of my shorts down.
She threw it back at me I gave her mo'
Cash ain't a problem I know where it go
She had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
I twisted my hips again, sticking my rump out so that the apple shaped pockets were in view.
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
I pointed down to my feet.
The whole club was looking at her
I motioned to everyoune in the club then to myself
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
I put my arms down
Next thing you know
Then made a "stop everything" motion
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
I went down to the ground, moving my hips along the way.
Them baggy sweatpants
I spread my legs and stomped my feet
And the Rebok's with the straps (with the straps)
I pointed down to my feet.
She turned atound and gave that big booty a smack (Hey!)
I put my hands in the air and spun around, then I gave my butt another slap.
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
I put my arms down
Next thing you know
Made a "stop everything" motion
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
I went down, and back up at least six times.
Hey, shawty what I gotta do to get you home
Nico broke through the crowd, and came to dance with me. Earning a chorus of "Now way"s, "That guy is pretty insane"s, and "He wouldn't"s. He had that shining angry jealous look in his eyes... Either I had really pissed him off, or someone else in the room had. I wanted to think that he was jealous, because of all the guys staring at me, but I knew it was impossible.
My jeans filled with gwap and they're ready for showing
Nico pulled up close to me, we were so close there was a fraction of a milimeter between us. I did a backbend, and Nico pulled me up, and onto him. He put his hands on my hips, and got into a perfect "dirty dancing" position and hold. I wrapped my arms around his neck, we steped in time with the beat. Right, together, left, together.
Cadillacs laid back for the sexy grown
Right, together, left, together, dip.
Patron on the rocks that'll make you moan
We were just dancing, just stepping to the beat. Then, Nico decided to grind his knee into me. I gasped, and pulled into him. He smirked, and pushed me to a comfortable distance.
One stack (come on), two stacks (come on), three stacks (come on)
He spun me out, and back in three times.
Now that's three grand
He spun me out again, and let go of my hand, I went spinning onto the floor.
What you think I'm playing baby girl I'm the man
I stopped spinning, and pointed a finger at him as I went down.
I'll bend the rubber bands
I did a back bend, and flipped back onto my feet.
That's when I threw her legs on my shoulders
He walked back to me and put me into a dip. I kicked my left leg as high up as I could, then, Nico threw my leg on his shoulder.
I knew it was over
That heny and Cola got me like a soldier
She ready for Rover, I couldn't control her
He spun around, and my leg fell off his shoulder, and I made a "loco" motion with my finger.
So lucky, oh me, I was just like clover
Shawty was hot like a toaster
I made a fanning action, and Nico did the same
Sorry but I had to fold her
Like a pornagraphy poster
She showed her
Apple bottom jeans (jeans)
I twisted my hips, showing off my shorts
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
I pointed down to my heeled feet
The whole club was looking at her
I gestured to the crowd, then Nico, and I gestured to me.
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
I put my hands down
Next thing you know
And made a "stop everything" motion
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
I went down to the ground slowly, shaking my hips along the way
Them baggy sweatpants
I spread my legs and stomped my feet, hardly noticing Nico pulling up behind me.
And the Rebok's with the straps (with the straps)
I pointed down to my feet
She turned atound and gave that big booty a smack (Hey!)
I turned around, and Nico slapped my butt.
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
I put my arms in the air
Next thing you know
I made a "stop everything" motion
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
This time, I went down several times fast
Whoa, shawty yeah she was worth the money
Nico made a "cash" motion with his hand.
Little mama took my cash
I grabbed at his imaginary money, and stuck it in my pocket
And I ain't want it back
I offered the fake money back to him and he shook his head. Then, he pulled me onto him again.
The way she bent that back
I arched my back, pushing myself into him
Got all them paper stacks
We got back into the "dirty dancing" position. Nico ground his knee into me and this time, apparently he didn't get the reaction he wanted. He dipped me, and kissed me hard and passionately. My eyes fluttered shut, and I zoned out. Someone in the audience gasped, then Marisol got on the loudspeaker.
"Just best friends huh?" she asked through giggles. That jarred the both of us out of our own little world.
Tattoo above her crack
I lowered my shorts to let Nico see my newly accuired ink spot.
I had to handle that
He looked so jealous at that moment it looked painful. What was he jealous of? My shorts?
I was on it sexy woman
"You're trying to kill me," Nico muttered into my ear, as he pulled me close to him again. We just did the basic steps. Right, together, left together. Right, together, left, dip. Spin, spin, spin. Repeat.
Let me show it make me want it
Two in the morning, I'm zonin
N them Rosa bottles foaming
She wouldn't stop
I pulled away from him, and he looked upset.
Made it drop
I shook my hips quickly.
Shawty did that pop and lock
I did the pop lock and drop it.
Had to break her off that gwap
Yeah that was fly just like my glock
Apple bottom jeans (jeans)
I twisted my hips again
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
I pointed down to my feet
The whole club was looking at her
I gestired to the crowd, Nico and then pointed to me
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
I put my arms down
Next thing you know
I made a "stop everything" motion
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
I wend down to the ground as slowly as I could, moving my hips from left to right.
Them baggy sweatpants
I spread my legs and stomped my feet
And the Rebok's with the straps (with the straps)
I pointed down to my feet
She turned atound and gave that big booty a smack (Hey!)
I spun around and Nico smacked my butt
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
I put my arms in the air
Next thing you know
And made a "stop everything" motion
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
I went down low slowly, then I came back up and did a body roll.
(C'mon)
I made a "follow me" gesture and started off, with Nico following me eagerly. The entire crowd applauded. I walked to a dark corner as the crowd broke apart, Nico followed me to the corner.
"Is there a reason that we're in a dark corner?" Nico asked.
"Um... yes!" I exclaimed as quietly as I could. I was still confused about the whole kiss on the floor thing.
"Oh," he muttered, his eyes darkening. He stepped towards me, and I backed away, only to find a wall behind me. Nico had me trapped, he was acting weird, like he needed me to breathe or something! Best friends hung out with eachother, but they didn't need eachother to breathe, lovers needed eachother to breathe... He pressed his lips against mine, and I found myself sandwiched between the wall, and Nico. I'm sad to admit it, but I kissed him back, with just as much passion as he had started with. When he pulled away from me to breathe, I found enough strength in myself to put my hands on his chest, holding him back.
"Clubs are for dancing, not making out in a corner," I muttered.
"Then why are we in a corner?" he asked, trying to get closer to me.
"Because I want to know why you freaking kissed me in front of everyone!" I told him.
"Do you think I like it when all those other guys stare, or flirt, or try to touch you?" he muttered under his breath
"Well... I... I" I started.
"Aw hell no! I'm the only man like that in you're life. Only I can be you're man!" he muttered, kissing me softly on the nape of my neck. I moaned softly, and Nico smirked aginst my skin.
"Oh, Nico! Please stop?" I asked him. He nodded ruefully, and backed away from me.
"You ok?" he asked me.
"No, I'm not. I come here to lose myself! To just let my life melt away, and become the music! You just ruined my happy spot, and I need a drink," I told him, ticked that he would just risk our friendship like that.
"What kind of drink?" he asked.
"An orange soda! With about five sugar packs mixed in it!" I yelled at him. I started for the soda bar, stomping. My best friend Andrea otherwise known as Andy from the orphanage was working the soda bar then. Andy is kind of different, she can see through the Mist, and she knows I'm a demigod, she knew before I did. She has the gift of sight as well, you know how Raven from "That's so Raven" gets a blank look and she sees something? That's how Andy is too. She's like a sister to me, but they won't let Marisol adopt her, because she's single.
"Yo! Andy! What is up girl?" I said, going in for a high five.
"Not much, annoying foster parents, and weird summer jobs," she admitted.
"So, hows this foster family?" I asked her.
"Ok, but I don't think they really care... What can I get you?" she asked me.
"Orange soda, and six packs of sugar?" I requested smiling.
"Sure thing! Who's you're friend?" she asked, as Nico pulled up behind me.
"Thanks, oh, and this is Nico di Angelo. He's a friend from that summer camp I was telling you about," I said with a wink, letting her know that I was talking about the "Demigod" camp.
"Oh, camp. So, you're the famous "Nico di Angelo" huh?" she asked, putting emphasis on his name. My cheeks turned scarlet.
"I guess... What have you heard?" he aksed.
"Not much, just that you're "the best" and "the most totally awesome son of Hades ever" just little stuff like that," she said nonchalantly.
"Oh, that's a'ig- wait! You know?" he asked.
"I knew before Marisol and Sofia did," she said.
"You're mortal. You told a mortal about half bloods?" he snapped at me harshly.
"No, she she already knew! I just confirmed her suspicions!" I said. Things on the counter were starting to shake.
"Sofia calm DOWN! You don't need to break anything!" he snapped again.
"You're a daughter of Chaos aren't you?" Andy asked. I nodded, turning away from Nico to drink my sugar high on ice.
"You back off! I've been dealing with this stuff since before the frikken war, and I don't need anymore crap!" she yelled at Nico.
"War? The demigod war?" he asked confused.
"Yeah, I'm a daughter of Zues. I'm Thalia's half sister, no one knew about me, so I went into hiding!" she said to him. He seemed to start realizing small details, like how her hair was a beautiful golden dirty blonde color, and her eyes were blue, with golden flashes of lightning when she was angry. Even the way it smelled like ozone by her side. And she was donning a lightning bolt necklace, earring and bracelet set that he was just no noticing.
"You knew a demigod child of one of the Big Three, and you didn't alert Chiron?" Nico asked me harshly. One of the cups behind the counter broke.
"I'm sorry. I know, I need to calm down. But why didn't you tell Chiron?" he asked.
"Because, she was in hiding! She knows what she's doing! She didn't want Chiron to know until the time was right. He did know, actually. He thinks she's dead. But she's just fourteen, after she ran away, and altered the Mist, everyone thought she was dead, then Thalia came, then Percy!" I told him, having known all of Andy's past.
"Chiron thinks she's dead?" Nico asked confused.
"Yes, he does. She's been Hiding since she was six. The monsters came really early for her," I said.
"They did," she confirmed.
"Is that why you've been moved to so many foster families?" Nico asked her.
"Yes, monsters are relentless," Andy muttered.
"Andy, want to go onto the floor with you're friends?" her boss asked. Her name was Shelby and she was the worst person ever! She hated me, and it always showed. She was almost as bad as a Kindly One!
"Sure Shelby," Andy replied. She came out from behind the counter and joined me as I finished my sugar high on ice.
"Isn't that thing a little sweet?" Nico asked me.
"That's kinda the idea deathbreath," I muttered.
"I'm sorry Sofia! What can I do to make you forgive me?" he asked desperately.
"YOU can just lose yourself on the dance floor. YOU can just watch me bounce off the walls from the sugar high I'm giving myself. YOU can just be my fake boyfriend when Sasha is around. YOU can just leave me alone for a while!" I muttered harshly to him. I gulped down the rest of my soda, and headed towards the dance floor.
"Shawty! Wazzup?" some guy asked.
"Not much," I told him giving him a high five.
"That is about to change, daughter of Chaos," he growled. I started freaking out as his shape changed. I looked around and saw that there were more of them here too. The red emergency light was flashing, and all the doors swung open. The mortals all rushed out of the building, and Alec, Marisol, Nico, Andy and I got into fighting stances. I squeezed my fist around my brass knuckles, and wicked "Wolvarine" claws grew out of them, and my star of Chaos ninja stars appeared between my fingers. Alec had his bow and arrows, Marisol, Nico and Andy all had their swords. There were three Lastrygonians, Alec and Marisol took one, Nico took one, and Andy and I took one. Andy was slashing everywhere with her sword, and I went it as well, clawing like an angry cat. The giant dissolved and I looked behind me, and saw that Marisol and Alec had taken down, theirs as well. Nico was still fighting, but he was dazed. The giant lifted up his club high over his head, and tensed, like he was gathering all his strenght. I threw all six of my eight tailed stars, aimed for the monster's chest.
"Nico! Duck!" I shouted to him. He bent down just in time for my stars to whiz past him and embed themselves into the giant's fleshy chest. Nico stood up and stabbed it right in the heart. The monster crumbled and dissenigrated. We all gathered back together, and stood in an awkward silence.
"I know this probably isn't the best time, but Hades, we're demigods! When is the right time? But, I'd just like to say," Alec started, taking Marisol's hand, and getting down on one knee. I clasped hands with Andy, who was right beside me. Nico's jaw dropped as he realized what was happening. All of our eyes widened.
"Marisol Castillo, I've been in love with you for more than five years, but I finally asked you out three and a half years ago. I love you're little sister like she was my little sister as well. Her best friend Andy, is all but part of the family too. I'd make a perfect big brother, and gaurdian for them. You can't do this all by yourself and I just want to know, will you marry me?" Alec continued, pulling the little velveteen box from his pocket. Marisol's eyes watered, and she squeezed his hands tightly.
"Are you gonna kiss me or not? Are we gonna do this or what? I think you know that I love you a lot. I think we have a real good shot..." she sang, quoting "their song"
"Are you gonna kiss me or not?" Alec finished, standing up, and sliding the ring on her finger. They kissed and Andy and I applauded. Nico remained indifferent.
"I think it's time to go home you guys," Nico said.
"Yeah, we need to get to camp half blood," Alec agreed.
"How are we gonna get there?" Andy asked.
"Well, I can shadow travel," Nico and Marisol said at the same time.
"Ok, so, Alec can go with Marisol, Nico, could you take me and Sof?" Andy reasoned.
"Sure," he muttered.
"Ok, let's just pop right outside the border," I said.
"Ok," everyone chorused. I grabbed Nico's hand, and Andy took his other one. I saw Alec take Marisol's hand as well. The room was already pretty dark, so we just evaporated into the shadows. I closed my eyes, and when I opened them again, we were on the borderline of camp. I turned to Nico grudgingly.
"We're still pretending to be a couple for camp, just roll with it," I muttered to him. I kept his hand in mine, and scooted closer to him as we made our way to the Big House. We walked through the door, and I let go of him instantly.
"Hello, who do you have here?" Chiron asked when he noticed us.
"We have Alec Diaz, son of Eros, Marisol Castillo, daughter of Nyx, and Andrea otherwise known as Andy Jones, daughter of Zues," I told him. His eyes widened.
"Andrea?" He asked her.
"Yes, Chiron. The dead Andrea, from before Thalia. I never died, I just went into hiding and altered the Mist," She announced.
"Child, it is such a relief to see you," he declared. Then he actually looked at me and Nico. His smile deepened into a frown.
"May I talk to you two in private?" he asked us. We nodded. Then Chiron addressed the others.
"You all know where you're cabins are correct?" he asked them. They all nodded.
"Good. Off with you all now. Nico, Sofia, follow me," he said. We followed him into his office.
"What have you two done?" He asked us.
"About what?" Nico asked.
"Piercings? And I bet one of you got a tattoo as well?" he asked us.
"Chiron, it was my idea. I just needed a friend to go with me," I said, taking all the blame.
"Ah, so what damage did you do?" he asked, in a dissapointed and interested fasion.
"Um, two ear piercings, navel piercing and um... a tatt," I muttered.
"Of what?" he asked.
"A chained heart, with a padlock," I whispered.
"And Mr. di Angelo?" he asked.
"Lip piercing," he muttered indifferently.
"I suppose it would be quite unfair to punish you, considering you had permission to leave. But I am very dissapointed in you, it won't happen again," Chiron said.
"Yes sir," Nico and I chorused.
"You are dismissed," Chiron announced. Nico and I walked back to the cabins, and went our seperate ways. I went into my bathroom, and pulled on my pjs. A way too big white tee shirt, and I'm one of those girls that sleeps in a bra, so I put my absolutely no support whatsoever black bra on as well. I pulled off my shoes, necklace, and gloves too. I walked out, to find my bed occupied. None other than Nico di Angelo was sitting on my bed, in his black pajama pants.
"di Angelo? What are you doing here?" I asked him.
"Oh, so now we're just on a last name basis? Well Castillo, I'm here to apologize," he said arrogantly.
"Ok, apologize. Just let me in my own bed first?" I asked him, now very tired from the sugar rush.
"Fine," he muttered, moving out of the way. I crawled into bed, and covered up, Nico was laying on the side closest to the wall.
"Thank you," I murmured.
"Welcome. Ok, so about the kisses and the being an ass, I'm sorry. I I didn't realize until today how strong my feelings towards you were. I'd like to know if you still want to be my friend?" he asked, after apologizing.
"Sure. Just keep you're hormones in check," I murmured, nodding off.
"I promise," he whispered in my ear as I fell asleep.
So, how did you guys like it? Well, review please, and I'll post the next chap as soon as I can. I don't own Low by Flo Rida, Are You Gonna Kiss Me or Not by Thompson Square, Ipod, or any other thing I may have mentioned in this chapter.
Here's a list of Spanish words you may not know!
mis amigos - my friends
oración - statement
días - days
cabrón - bastard
siento - sorry
chico - boy
tonto - stupid
dice me - tell me
Hay cochino! - You pig!
novia - girlfriend
perfecto - perfect
Si - yes
camisa - shirt
Feliz cumple-anos hermana - Happy birthday sister
Muchos gracias hermanita - Thank you so much little sister
El quien tiene la llave puedo abrir mi corazon - He who has the key can unlock my heart
~Sk8